Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1887-09-05
THE QUEENS OF HOME.
DR.. fAlNAGE'S ELOQUENT DISCOURSE AT
THE HANPTONS, LAST SUNDAY.
The Character Of a True Christian WOman-Hsr
Work the Highest and NOblsst-Hsr Aid in
Time Of Tnubls-Her Helping
Hand in LIES Work.
Special telegram to the Register.

Special telegram to the Reqisn.
THE HAMPToNs, September 4.-The
Rev. DIR. T. De Witt Talmage's text to-day
was from Solomon's Song, chapter vi 8;
There are three-score queens" Follow,
ing is the sermon in full:
So Solomon, by one stroke, set forth the
imperial character of a true Christian wo-
a She is not a slave, not a hireling,
not q subordinate, but y queen; and in my
text Solomon sees sixty of these helping to
make mp the royal pageant of Jesus. In q
former sermon L showed you that crown
and courtly attendants, and imperial
wardrobe were not necessary to make a
queen bot that grac s of the heart and life
will give coronation to any woman.
showed You at some length that woman's
position was higher in the world than
mans, and that although she had often
been denied the right Of suffrage, she al
ways did vote and always would vote by
her influence; and that her chief desire
ought TO be that she should have grace
rightly to rule in the dominion which she
has already o / began an enumeration
of some OF her rights, and this morning i
resume the subject.
In the first place, woman has the special
and the superlative right-not again going
back to what l have already said-woman
has the special and superlative right OF
blessing and comforting the sick.
What land, what street, what house has
not
FELT II sMITINGs OF DISEASE?
Tens of thousands of sick.beds, What
shall we do with them? Shall man, with
his rough hand and clumsy foot 60 stumb-
ling around the sick-roOm trying to soothe
the distracted nerves, and alleviate the
pains of the tossing patient? The young
man at college may scott at the idea Of be-
ing under maternal Influences but at the
first blast of the typhoid fever ON his
cheek, he says: "Where is mother?'
Walter Scott wrote partly i'll satire and
partly in compliment when he said:
"Oh, woman! in our hours OF ease,
Uncertain, COY and hard 10 please;
When pain and anguish wiring the brow,
Amlhlstering anger thou. J.
| think the most pathetic passage in all
the Bible is the description of the lad who
went out to the harvest field OF Shunem
and got MISUNDERSTANDING his hands on
his temples and crying out: "Oh, my
head! my head!' and they said: Garry
him TO his mother" And then the record
is: "He sat on her knees till noon, and
then died" 1t is an awful thing to be i'll
away from home in a strange hotel, once
in a while men coming in to see you, hold
ing their hand over their mouth for fear
they will catch the c%Ontagion. How
roughly they turn you in bed. How loud
ly they talk. How you long for the min
istries of home. ! knew one such who
went away from one OF the brightest OF
homes, for several weeks business absence
Mt the West. A telegram came at mid.
night that he was on his death-bed, far
away from home. By express train the
wife and daughters vent westward; but
they went too late. He feared not to die,
but he was in an agony to live until his
family got there. He tried to bride the
doctor to make him live a little while
longer. He said: ~ am willing to die
but not alone" But the pulses luttered,
the eyes closed, and the heart stopped.
The express trains met in the midnight:
wife and daughters going westward-life-
less remains of husband and father coming
eastward. OBJ, it was a sad, pitiful, over
whelming spectacle! When w are sick
we want to be sick at home. When the
time comes for us to die,
WE WANT TO DIE AT HOME.
The room may he very humble, and the
faces that look into ours may be very
plain; but who cares for that? Loving
hands to bathe the temples. Loving voices
to speak good cheer. Loving lips to read
the comforting promises of Jesus. In our
last dreadful war, men cast the cannon
men fashioned the ~musketry; men cried to
the hosts: Forward, marchm men hurled
their battaliOns on the sharp edges of the
enemy, crying: charge! charge!' but
woman scraped the lint; m admins,
tered the cordials; woman watched by the
diving couch; woman wrote the last mes.
sage to the home circle; woman wept at
the solitary burial attended by herself and
four men with q spade. We greeted the
general home with brass bands, and tri.
umphal arches, and wild huzZls; but the
story is too good to be written anywhere,
save in the chronicles of heaven, Of
Mrs. Brady, who came down among the
sick in the swamps of the C~hickahominy
of Annie Ross, in the coOper-shOp hos,
pital; of Margaret Breckenridge, who
came TO men who had been for weeks with
their wounds undressed-some Of them
frozen 10 the ground, and when she turned
them over those that had an arm left
waved il and filled the air with theiI
~"hurrahr"-of Mrs. Hodge, who came
from Chicago with blankets and with pill
lows. until the men shouted: Three
cheers for the Christian Commission
God bless the women at home;;" then sit.
| ting down to take the last message: Tell
nv wife not to fret about me, but TO meet
me in heaven; tell her to train up the
boys whom we have loved so well; tell
her we shall meet again in the good land
tell her to bear my loss like the Christian
wife of a Christian soldier. and Of Mrs
Shelton. into whose face the convalescent
soldier looked and said: Your grape:
aud cologne cured me-" Men did theil
work
WITH SHOT, AND SHELL, AND CARBINE,
and howitzer; women did their work with
socks, and slippers, and bandages, and
warm drinks, and Scripture texts, and gen
tie stockings of the hot temples, and stories
of that land where they never have any
pain. Men knelt down over the wounded
and said: I0n which side did you fght?'
| Women knelt down over the wounded and
said: Where are you hurt2 What makes
you cry?" Tonight, while We men are
sound asleep in Dur beds, there will be a
light in yonder loft; there will be groaning
down that dark alley; there will be cries Of
distress in that cellar. Men will sleep, and
women will watch.
Again: woman has a superlative night to
take care of the poor. There are hundreds
and thousands of them all over the land.
There is a kind Of work that men cannot
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